Thursday, December 3, 2009

I felt like I should have had a certain amount of confidence if I was to be fucking his ass. Which I did. Fuck his ass. There is something so so nice about the look of ecstasy on a man’s face when something is in his ass.

I'm a hetero girl. I love masturbating, but I get nothing from hetero porn. I can't stand the girls' annoying voices. So I rely on gay porn. I tend to go for what you gay guys call "twinks." (Who the hell is a twink, technically speaking? Please don't tell me it's anything statutory!) I'm not concerned, just curious: I get really intrigued when I meet gay guys in real life because I get off to so many in porn. I would love to watch two twinks in reality at some point, but I'm not sure if gay guys would be into that.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Now this Strapon Log is a way for me to put onto the internet what I found so hard to find. Images and talk about strapon sex that paralleled my experience and my history.

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I have spent a lot of time looking for information on Pegging, Strapon's and Male bottom, submissive sex. There just is not much out there that is not out and out commercial porn. This is my attempt to add something real to the internet about one of the most private and amazing and confusing things I've been caught up in. I am not into torture or humiliation or mind control. I am just into male female sex and Gender-Bending role reversal and anal intercourse.

If you are a couple new to strapon sex - be kind to each other. This is weird shit. Take your time and love each.

Enjoy your lover.

Couldn't have said it better myself, except to add that the site has lots of pictures which are nsfw. (I don't know why I say that, though. Is there a workplace where it's OK to read about sex online, but not look at pictures?)

Monday, November 9, 2009

You'll have to excuse me, but I am loving this video. It purports to be a speech by Kim Jong-Il, leader of communist North Korea, extolling the value of cunnilingus -- something (he claims) his countrymen are good at. It's presented by Young Hae Chang Heavy Industries. The YouTube video (below) is easier for me to embed and for you to pause if you need to. (The song, by the way, is "See Line Woman" by Nina Simone.)

Still went by too fast for you? I understand. Below is a transcription from a discussion group (with my additions of some parts they left out):

The following is a text that North Korea's dear leader Kim Jong-Il asked Young Hae Change Heavy Industries to present. 10 Nine 8 Seven 6 Five 4 Three. Young Hae Chang Heavy Industries presents Cunnilingus, North Korea: Cunnilingus in North Korea.

Thank you for inviting me to talk to you about sex and gender in North Korea. Dialectical sex and gender is not just one of my intellectual passions. It is a national priority, one that is at the heart of a sexually healthy nation and, in the end, a happy people. (Dialectical sex and gender = happy people.) Dialectical sex and gender is also at the heart of successful communism, a concept that we in the north fully understand and appreciate. It goes without saying that sexism is linked to capitalism. It also goes without saying that sexual equality is inherent in Marxism. What is uncertain is whether by definition all communist nations have sexual equality.

The answer, I'm sorry to say, is no. (No. No, no, no, no.)

But here in North Korea, we have succeeded in creating sexual equality. And here in North Korea, sexual equality is not only practical and intellectual, but, more, importantly, sexual. (In North Korea, sexual equality is sexy.) Yes, here in North Korea, a constant dialectic has revealed to the masses, in the most practical and intellectual fashion, that the most important manifestation of dialectical sex and gender is sex itself.

I realize that South Koreans blush at the mere thought of free sex. I realize that youin the South are not even free to talk about explicit sex. (Explicit sex talk.) You are in fact, slaves to bourgeois sexual inhibition.

I feel sorry for you. But I also have hope for you. (All right.) Allow me to enlighten you further. (All right now.)

For a nation to be sexually progressive, and before South Korea can free itself from bourgeois sexual prejudice, whether it be in discussing, or more importantly, having sex, it must confront the real issues in sexual freedom. (All right.) My instinct is to say communist sexual freedom, but, quite frankly, sex transcends, through dialectical materialism, the frontiers of all nations, communist or capitalist. Sexual freedom is a universal right.

Here then are the real issues in sexual freedom: (all right. Yeah, yeah.) orgasm, or rather, its relative absence in the bourgeois female; female multiple orgasm, through oral sex -- that is, cunnilingus; or rather, the bourgeois female's frustration at having her sexual partner, most often a male, give it to her; and if he does, give it to her in an effective prolonged, and loving manner; female multiple orgasm with sex toys, such as vibrators, and the bourgeois female's unnatural inhibition toward them, inhibitions dictated by the bourgeois male; and so on.

Please notice that I have only mentioned issues of sexual freedom that are definitely barriers to sexual equality in South Korea. It would be impossible, in the context of this address, to discuss all the female sexual inhibitions that are male generated and endemic to capitalism. Suffice to say that we North Koreans pity you, because money and the baubles it buys have become more important to you than sexual pleasure.

Here in the North, where life can be difficult, we see sexual pleasure as getting something for nothing. And we see prolonged sexual pleasure as getting a lot and giving a lot, with absolutely no capitalistic bartering. Not to mention that prolonged sexual pleasure is great for the health.

Which brings me to the orgasm, or, as I have said, its relative absence in the bourgeois female. North Korean dialectical materialism has uncovered something elementary, that for a woman to have an incredibly pleasurable, long, and multiple orgasm (what we consider the very definition of "orgasm"), she must first shed the chains of her bourgeois enslavement. Specifically, she must believe the is the equal of her male partner.

Let me say something quite simple here: In North Korea, all women know they are the equals of their male partners. And, just as important, their male partners know it, too. This intellectual, psychological, and sexual equality translates into great sex. We know, for example, that in South Korea, men do their thing, women do theirs. Men go out, women stay at home. This is wrong. In the North, men and women stay together. For a woman to have a great orgasm, not only do we in the North believe she should have it in partnership with her male companion(s), but that her male companion(s) should be her proud partner(s).

Most women in the North enjoy prolonged foreplay with a partner. Prolonged foreplay means a long, long time. (Hey babe. Yea, yea. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.) It means that South Korean men should spend more time with South Korean women. Most North Korean woman especially enjoy up to an hour or more of cunnilingus. Most North Korean men know this, and enjoy giving prolonged cunnilingus as much as North Korean women enjoy receiving it. Cunnilingus is an art, and North Korean men know all the tricks of the trade. They know how to blow, lick, nibble, bite, and suck women's erogenous zones, around and inside her vagina.

Cunnilingus is a dialectic like any other. Our party policy is to encourage North Korean women to express verbally their most explicit sexual desires before, during, and after sex. (Hey babe. Yea, yea. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.) In turn, men express their sexual desires. But as a result of our dialectic, preference is given to women's sexual desires. There is indeed something thrilling, and I mean sexually arousing, in a North Korean woman who cries out her passion, her sexual pleasure, her orgasm, in words, whimpers, sighs, gasps, and yelps. Indeed, these sounds are the music of sexual victory, and of North Korean women's victory over their southern counterparts. Theirs is a great victory for North Korea. (Oh, babe.)

As North Korea's leader, I accept the responsibility for certain failures in our country. But I take great pleasure, today, in presenting this triumph of North Korean communism. In spite of my people's continuing hardships and their oppression from without, I can say with confidence that North Korean women are sexually happy women. And North Korean men, thanks to their superior knowledge and practice of cunnilingus, are proud to bring North Korean women to climax after climax after climax after climax. Thank you for allowing me to talk to you today about what we in North Korea consider a paramount issue in sexual equality and social justice: female multiple orgasm through cunnilingus.

Long live North Korean cunnilingus!Long live North Korean sexual equality!Long live North Korean communism!

Long live North Korean cunnilingus!Long live North Korean sexual equality!Long live North Korean communism!

Long live North Korean cunnilingus!Long live North Korean sexual equality!Long live North Korean communism!

Long live North Korean cunnilingus!Long live North Korean sexual equality!Long live North Korean communism!

"We were not asleep; we were not having an argument; we were not having a fight," [Richard] Cole said, but would not discuss why it took so long for him and the flight's captain, Timothy B. Cheney, of Gig Harbor, Wash., to respond to radio calls.

Hmmm... I once saw a movie that featured the pilots of a plane getting it on in the cockpit. Just sayin'.

Friday, October 16, 2009

That was my boyfriend's reaction when I told him on Monday that I wanted us to refrain from sex for a little while.

"It's just that I think you take me for granted sometimes," I started to explain.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Think about last week, when you went to Chicago for five days and called me -- what? -- once?"

"I'm sorry, lovey," he said trying to sweet talk me.

"You should be," I shot back, "and if you went without sex for a little while, you'd appreciate me more."

"All right, hon, if that's what you want," he said grudgingly.

I knew what he was thinking, though. On the occasional night when he wants sex and I don't, he stays up after I go to bed and, um, takes care of his own urges. That's why I took all of his DVDs — MILF videos, strap-on videos, MFF and MMF threesome videos — and all of his magazines — Playboys with his favorite centerfolds from the '80s — and locked them up. I also password-protected the computer, so he couldn't surf the Web for porn either.

On Tuesday morning, he asked, "Hey, baby, have you seen my videos and stuff?"

"You mean your wanking material? I put it away for a while."

"I'm not allowed to jerk off either??!"

"I said I wanted us to refrain from sex. Masturbation is sex, too."

"I guess that's why I can't use the computer. I need it for work sometimes, you know."

"I'll log you on and let you use it, but only when I'm around."

(I have to be honest here. Even though I said I wanted us to refrain from sex and that masturbation is sex, that didn't stop me from jilling off in the shower ever day. The sight of him in sexual frustration and the thought of what I'd do when I relieved him made me too horny to avoid touching myself.)

That night, my boyfriend did the dishes right after dinner. It's one of his chores anyway, but he's not usually so prompt.

Wednesday night, he vacuumed the carpet.

Thursday night, he put together a patio chair that broke months ago. I've never seen such an industrious man!

Friday morning, I woke at 5 a.m. and whispered in the ear of my still-sleeping boyfriend, "It's that time, baby." I reached under the covers and ran my hand along his nude body to discover, not surprisingly, that he had "morning wood." I stripped out of my pj's and panties and mounted his hard cock.

At this point, my boyfriend was wide awake. His brows were furrowed. He looked turned on and a little afraid at the same time. It must have been my stern look.

"Listen up, boyo," I barked. "You get to fuck me, but I decide the positions and I decide when you get to come. Got it?"

"Yes," he squeaked.

"Know what happens if you come too soon?"

"No."

"You've had four days without an orgasm. How would you like to make it eight days?"

"I understand, Miss Victoria."

(I've trained him to call me that when I'm feeling dominant. Nice, huh?)

I rode his cock ever so slowly. It was just enough movement to fill me up, but not enough friction to get him off. I reached down and stroked my clitoris and came almost instantly. The scene was really turning me on.

I rubbed myself to orgasm several more times, then dismounted. My boyfriend's face fell; his cock, on the other hand, was standing tall.

"You'll get to fuck me some more, silly," I said. "You can take me doggie style, but you're still not allowed to come."

I got on all fours, and he grabbed my ass and inserted his cock into my pussy. After several thrusts, he realized something was missing from our usual practice.

"Um, Miss Victoria, would you please reach back and tickle my balls?"

"Not this time, chum," I snapped. "I don't want you to come too soon."

So, I tickled my own genitalia instead and came multiple times.

I leaned forward, causing his cock to fall out again, and lay down on the bed.

"You can take me missionary, but you can't put more than an inch of your cock in me. And you have to make slow thrusts."

He groaned a little, but of course he agreed. After all, that was the only way he was getting any sex today. I lay on the bed and let him enter me.

He did as he was told — putting a little more than the head of his cock into my pussy and thrusting slowly.

"Would you like me to tickle your balls now?"

"Yes, Miss Victoria, please tickle my balls."

As I reached down, I warned him again, "Remember, no coming — yet."

The poor man was in delicious agony. The sensations he felt in his cock and his balls tantalized him. He moaned with the desire to let lose, yet his woman wouldn't let him come. I almost felt sorry for him. I would have felt sorry for him if his torments weren't turning me on so much.

"OK, baby, give it to me."

"Miss Victoria?"

"Yes, do it!"

I felt his cock explode into me. Wave upon wave of his come burst into me.

He came to rest upon me. Soon the clock radio went off, and as my man bustled around getting ready for work, I lay in bed dreamily with a pool of his essence inside of me.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

As I came in from gardening in the backyard, I saw my man, tired after a week-long business trip, but looking sexy and dignified in his suit. I, on the other hand, was sweaty and grubby from gardening. He didn't notice that though, because he was too busy admiring my legs in my short shorts.

I strutted over and gave him a long, deep kiss. "I missed you," I said.

"I missed you, too," he said.

"Oh, yeah?" I teased. "Well, you can prove it by getting your butt in bed. I'm going to get cleaned up, and I want you naked when I get there." He didn't have to be told twice.

I got in the shower and paid extra attention to my private parts. I may have come once or twice while I was there.

I walked to the bedroom nude. There was my boyfriend, not a stitch on and slowly playing with his cock. I lay on top of him and gave him some more deep kisses. I reached down and felt him getting hard.

I got off and reached into my toy drawer next to the bed. I pulled out my strap-on dildo, harness, and lube.

"Oh, baby, do we have to do that tonight?" he whined. "I was hoping for something a little more vanilla after a long business trip."

"Exactly," I said triumphantly. "You've been bossing around your little minions in Chicago. I need to show you that your ass is mine -- literally -- at home."

His voice may have been saying "no, thank you," but his throbbing cock was saying "Do me now!"

I flipped him over and lubed up his ass and shoved my strap-on dildo into him before he could say anything. He moaned contentedly as I reached around to his cock to find it as hard as ever.

I got off, removed the strap-on, and got on all fours so he could take me doggie style. He grabbed my ass with both hands and slowly put his cock into me. It's his favorite position, so I acted as if I were doing him a favor. What I don't tell him is that it's my favorite position, too, because it makes it easy for me to reach down and stroke my clitoris as he's thrusting into my pussy.

We did a lot of that -- me stroking and him thrusting -- until I came multiple times and he shot his load of cum into me.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Once again, The Boyfriend was out of town, and I sat my berobed ass on the couch with a glass of wine, a sex toy, and a good video -- this one titled "Bi Accident 3." Although it's called "Bi Accident," everybody in the video seemed to be pretty deliberately engaging in bisexual activities.

Scene 1

Michelle Avanti tells a long-haired man named Chris -- at length -- how much she wants his cock. When she finally starts to get undressed, she tells him that her agreement with her boyfriend Julian is that any guy she picks up has to join in a threeway. After some hetero oral, Michelle invites Julian to join in sucking Chris' cock.

Chris fucks Michelle as Julian watches. When Chris pulls Julian in to go down on Michelle, he seems less interested in licking pussy than he was in sucking cock. Chris pulls out frequently to let both of his lovers suck the pussy juice off his condom-wrapped cock.

This one features Niya Yu as a woman who brings home two guys. Midway through the scene, after various hetero sex acts, she says to the skinnier of the two, "I want him to fuck you in the ass."

He doesn't put up much of a fight before he bends over and takes it. Niya takes a licking from the bottom guy, but then quickly sits up to cheer on the men's fucking. Later, she strokes the bottom as he gets fucked, then finally she helps them both jerk off to orgasm.

Scene 4

Dakoda Brookes goes to surprise her boyfriend with some new underwear, but gets surprised herself when she finds her boyfriend about to get head from another man.

Declaring "You know, I've never seen a guy's mouth on another dick before; I think it would be so hot, it makes me so wet," Dakoda kneels down and joins the other man in sucking her boyfriend's cock. Soon, she's sucking both cocks in turn.

The boyfriend invites his guest to fuck Dakoda. When the boyfriend gets tired of wanking, he demands, "I want you to fuck me the way you fuck her."

All of them like that idea, so new guy fucks the bent-over boyfriend, who licks Dakoda's pussy. "My boyfriend's getting fucked in the ass!" she calls out. "It makes me so wet watching it." (Me too, sweetie!)

I had many lovely orgasms watching this video. Ah, Vickie is a happy woman!

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